Prosthetics like that aren't unusual in her world, Luke has one, after all, so there's not more than a glance at it once Rey can see Furiosa better. It's nearly impossible to look at Furiosa and not feel like she's standing right in the middle of Niima Outpost again, but it's a familiarity that isn't altogether unwelcome.

She doesn't really miss Jakku, junkhole that it was. But it was home, for a long time. All she knew. A little nostalgia is to be expected.

"I'm Rey. I haven't been here long, so I haven't met everyone yet." Now that she's closer she can get a look at the vehicle the other woman had been working on, eyes moving over it to compare it to what she's used to in her own world. It's not too different from her speeder, despite the fact that it's not hovering a few feet off the sand. "Did this break down?"